You can tellFrom the scars on my armsAnd the cracks on my hips [one version]And the stains on my skirt [another version]And the dents in my carAnd the blisters on my lips [one version]And the veins about to burst [another version]That I´m not the carefullest of girls

You can tellFrom the glass on the floorAnd the strings that´re breakingAnd I keep on breaking moreAnd it looks like I am shakingBut it´s just the temperatureAnd then againIf it were any colder I could disengageIf I were any older I could act my ageBut I don´t think that you´d believe meIt´sNotTheWayI´mMeantToBeIt´s just the way the operation made me

And you can tellFrom the state of my roomThat they let me out too soonAnd the pills that I ateCame a couple years too lateAnd I´ve got some issues to work throughThere I go againPretending to be youMake-believingThat I have a soul beneath the surfaceTrying to convince youIt was accidentally on purpose

I am not so seriousThis passion is a plagiarismI might join your centuryBut only on a rare occasionI was taken outBefore the labor pains set in and nowBehold the world´s worst accidentI am the girl anachronism

And you can tellBy the red in my eyesAnd the bruises on my thighsAnd the knots in my hairAnd the bathtub full of fliesThat I´m not right now at allThere I go againPretending that I´ll fallDon´t call the doctorsCause they´ve seen it all beforeThey´ll say justLetHerCrashAndBurnShe´ll learnThe attention just encourages her

And you can tellFrom the full-body castThat you´re sorry that you askedThough you did everything you could(like any decent person would)But I might be catching so don´t touchYou´ll start believing you´re immune to gravity and stuffDon´t get me wetBecause the bandages will all come off

And you can tellFrom the smoke at the stakeThat the current state is criticalWell it is the little things, for instance...In the time it takes to break it she can make up ten excuses...Please excuse her for the day, its just the way the medication makes her...

I don´t necessarily believe there is a cure for thisSo I might join your century but only as a doubtful guestI was too precarious removed as a caesarianBehold the worlds worst accidentI AM THE GIRL ANACHRONISM [x5]I´m the girl... [x3]I AM THE GIRL ANACHRONISM